forum Out in Space (classic lit and sci fi!) (CLOSED, stalkers welcome)

Started August 14, 2020 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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Yea cool. Okay, I'll post something soon. Sorry again for abruptly deleting. I am actually proud of the art tho so I'll share it if you're willing also @Tired-but-passionate I'd love to see whatever you drew!

Eden nodded, and stood there waiting for orders. They were just happy to be involved, really, even if it was mostly going to be muscle work. They'd already established with Victor they were mostly useless for anything science, which they didn't really mind, just wished they could be… well, better, in simple words. Eden was having a hard time articulating themself, especially lately.

"Yes, it would be nice if you could grab a flashlight," Victor said. He rubbed at his elbow and looked to his feet. The feeling of being the head of a group was still foreign to him. He had always followed behind Professor Krempe and Margaret while on Enna, and had done the same with Elizabeth and Henry back on Genla. "I think it's generally a good idea to be able to see the stairs we walk down."
He regretted his phrasing instantly; he hadn't wanted to come off as snippy towards Sherlock.

Mina and Jonathan searched most of the upper floor with no success. Of course, they didn’t really expect a library to be hidden among the bedrooms and bathrooms, but it was still worth a try. They went back downstairs, Mina letting Victor know of their progress and moving into the living room.
“I’d like to imagine it would have a secret door or something,” Jonathan said as he searched the walls around the electric fireplace.
“Is that why you were feeling around the tiles in the bathroom upstairs?” Mina grinned as she peered around a corner.
“… yes.”

(ahzgsggd I too love Johnathan, I love that)

Sherlock blinked, and nodded. "I believe I know where one is, give me a moment." They moved away, heading to their room and returning a minute or so later with a flashlight in hand. It was an old, battered thing that looked like it had been to hell and back, and when they flicked the switch, it didn't light up. Sherlock sighed, and slapped the handle against their palm a few times until the light flickered into being. They gave no explanation for why the flashlight looked the way it did, nor why it appeared to be an antique, and simply said, "Let's go."

"After you?" Victor offered. He figured that whoever had the light should lead the walk, and besides that, he wasn't about to walk first into some strangers' rooms. "Or perhaps Eden should lead us."

"If that is what you wish of me," they began, but didn't finish. "Now, what exactly would we be looking for? Equipment, yes, but of what sort? I think there's already plenty of tools in the laboratory, what could you find here that you wouldn't already have?" they bent down the enter the dark space.

Sherlock blinked, still holding the flashlight. "It would be wise to at least check, so we know what is available to us for use." They said, looking between Eden and Victor quietly.